V. and I went down to the (?) to see JL(?) play Co-ed!! Rotten. V. seems to me to be heaven incarnate. Mr. Mill divides women into two groups. The cold ones who drive their husbands to whore houses and (?) ones who demand it all the time. Isn't that a hellavu way to divide(?) women - as they were nothing but a (?) sex machine. I wonder how I (?). V. is just right, always has been and always will be.

My dear faithful fans of these journal entries. My apologies on getting so behind. My life has been busy - and because John Arnold Wilson has such difficult-to-read handwriting, the process of transcribing is more cumbersome then with Virginia's - lots of staring at the entry hoping the letter shapes and meaning will dawn on me. So we have lost the charm of reading the journal entry on the same day it was written - but I would like to continue, if a few weeks off. Onward!

Took V. home from school. (?) I didn't stay long because Mrs. Scott is very sick with a terrific headache. (?) complaining of it for the last few days. She is wonderful - don't you think so dear - (?). Well, sleep tight darling.

Went to Sunday School. Went over to see V. Mr. Scott, Charlie, and Alice went out(?). Mrs. Scott and V. were at home. We had a great time until Alice came back with Pat Bryant and (?) fellow. She is a (?) girl for Alice. She seems crude(?). (?)

Spent all afternoon at home pressing coats and suits. Great Life. I then read more of "Les Miserables," ate dinner, dressed, and scampered over to V's. Charming V., Lovely V., my Virginia. We went down to the Orpheum and saw a rotten show. V. has invited me over for dinner on Lincoln's and Washington's birthdays. Why - Ain't love grand. I shall see her tomorrow night. Till then, dear.

10:25 PM I am now all ready for bed. At 10:30 I shall say goodnight to you and then to bed. I have been home all evening reading the immortal Victor Hugo's "Les Miserables." What peace what true philosophy the (?) characters. Love, it is now 10:27. Are you all ready for bed - (?). I am waiting waiting and under my (?) I shall have you all night. Good night my dear.

Hello dear. Wonderful you. What did you think of our sled ride tonight. It was just one ride and it was short but I polished the sled - you gave me the push that started us and we reached bottom safely even though the we did hit on our tire bumper - love - .

Just as we were taking off our coats and hats tonight there was a crash in the living room - The sofa on which were Fred and Alice broke down - hot dog - nite nite.

Took V. down to see Seventh Heaven.* We had to meet Bill Cromwell (?). Of course I want you all for myself dear. Chance will play us some mean tricks won't it dear. I am sorry I showed my grouchiness to you sweetheart but I am glad you recognized it as just a petty jealousness. I can't help being jealous but I can help showing it.

*The IMDb describes the plot of this 1927 movie: "A street cleaner saves a woman's life and the pair slowly falls in love until war intervenes."

Context

This is the journal of Virginia Lee Scott, my grandmother, written when she was seventeen and first dating my grandfather, John Arnold Wilson. It's a dairy published by Media Drug Stores and includes space for two entries per day, with facts about the era printed at the bottom, which I have included in italics. Following, 1928, is the journal of John Arnold Wilson, my grandfather, at age nineteen and in love with my grandmother, followed by my grandmother's journal in 1931.​